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The prologue is like the return of an old friend

In Lington City, in a psychological clinic, the neat coffee table in the center of the clinic reflects a handsome and calm face.

The white coat, black lining, gold framed mirror, elegant temperament and deep eyes look like an elite in the medical field of Lington City.

The man's chest license plate is written in conspicuous font: Psychologist - Riel.

This outstanding spiritual worker has just finished his work today.

As the sound of the door shutdown sounded, he sent away his old customer Mrs. Les, a middle-class young woman who was physically and mentally empty due to emotional problems.

Using professional psychological skills, Riel cleverly filled the other party's empty heart through simple inducing hypnosis and rejected the other party's request to fill the empty body.

Of course, it was the kind of polite refusal that was so distracted that his various suggestive behaviors left enough room for the other party to imagine, so that Riel could continue to grab a steady stream of money from her in a timely manner.

This is a very fair deal. In this era when morality has become a tool of interest, there is nothing wrong with this behavior compared to those countless people who are greedy.

At least it is a legal business.

During the long waiting time, Riel stared at the silver dial intently.

Looking at the hour, minute, and second hands, I turn little by little, I empty my thoughts and think nothing, but just simply feel the passage of time, eliminate all the shells of desire, and make the waste of time to the pure ultimate.

In short, he was waiting to get off work.

In this highly entertaining world, the game industry is extremely developed.

Various games are interspersed in people's daily lives, and professional players and anchors are guiding the traffic trend like stars.

Driven by this atmosphere, most people choose to use games to fill their free time.

But Riel is different, he suffers from severe high-playing cancer.

Any game in his hands will be immediately seen through the essence and then the most boring best solution will be obtained.

He once used the ID [Fick] to dominate the top spot in major popular competitive games.

As a passerby player, he is ahead of all professions to play 50 versions of the game, and always gives people the amazement of returning to nature, wise and foolish.

Almost all the top professional game clubs have extended an olive branch to Riel, but unfortunately they only received Riel's polite replies.

For Riel, playing games is just a means to understand ordinary humans and pass the time by the way. He never thought of using it as his main business, let alone having any dreams.

The joy of playing is the happiness of the ignorant fool.

Riel's high-playing cancer is a kind of ability to see through everything and be almost cursed.

Getting fun from the game is impossible for this man.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Riel was about to finish his day's work and return to his residence.

Dong, Dong, Dong.

The calm and gentle knocking sound came from the door. The sound did not make people feel annoying, but was a little pleasant, making people unable to help but have a good impression of the visitors outside the door.

The interval between each knock is exactly the same.

A thoughtful look flashed in Riel's eyes.

This mechanical and precise behavior indicates that the visitors outside the door are probably not ordinary psychological counselors.

"Please come in."

With a perfect body proportion, a black dress that naturally grows and fits the body, a handsome young man with a cold temperament as steel appears in front of Riel.

Analyzing a person's inner essence based on his words and deeds is Riel's basic ability.

After taking a deep look at the other party, Riel came to the conclusion.

This guy is probably no longer a human being.

Humans are the animals of society, and behind all behaviors are the manifestations accumulated by various social experiences.

No matter how perfect the hidden humans are, they will always reveal traces left by the past in various details.

However, the young man in front of Riel's behavior was almost integrated, as impeccable as mechanical.

No tendency can be seen.

Just as Riel was wondering about the other party's purpose, the young man in a black dress had already spoken.

"Mr. Riel, are you interested in surreal games?"

Hearing this, Rielmo turned off the timer on time.

"Is it the kind of virtual reality game in the novel? Although it's quite interesting, I don't seem to have heard of any technology company that has developed this technology."

The young man replied indifferently without any emotion.

"That's just the result of your backward creatures in society being unimprovement. 'We've long broken through technical limitations."

Hearing this, Riel still looked calm on the surface, but ripples appeared in his heart.

He probably understood the other party's identity.

[Listen Society], the existence of the legendary Blue Star World in which Riel lives.

Some people say that these people traveled from other worlds and mastered black technology beyond superficial society, some people say that these creatures are not humans at all, and some people say that this world has been manipulated by [inner society].

However, the nature of these rumors is still officially defined by Blue Star as rumors, and Riel has not paid much attention to such urban legends.

But now the other party has jumped on his face, and he can only silently take out his smartphone to make up for the lessons...

In order to delay some time to understand what the other party actually exists, Riel gently stroked the fluorescent screen while saying nonsense that he knew.

"I think with your company's technological strength, there is no need to go to the door to promote it directly, right?"

The young man glanced at Riel, who was calm and calm, as if he was using his mobile phone to handle business, replied in a serene manner.

"Come to the door in person is an attitude, we need advanced players like you to lead the way in the game, Mr. Fick."

Hearing the other party's title, Riel once again understood a simple and easy-to-understand truth.

In this era of dataization, personal information has no privacy.

Major Internet companies can package and sell your complete set of information to all kinds of people in need based on terms you won’t read carefully at all. Then you will find through various small advertisements that there is a large group of people in the world who understand yourself better than you...

However, when contacting the information searched on your mobile phone, considering the mysterious identity of the other party's black technology group and the mastermind behind the human world, they probably wouldn't be doing such a low-key thing to buy information.

Well, they should have hacked into the information database and grabbed it directly...

"Okay, send the game cabin to my residence. You should know the address, right? I will try it out when I have time."

"Game cabin? Haha, there is no need for that kind of thing... So you are willing to participate in the game?"

Rheel nodded because he knew that someone with such an identity as the other party would say he was unwilling to do so, probably it would be better to say that he was willing to save trouble.

"By the way, before the game starts, I wonder if you can agree to a private request for me?"

Private request?
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